Baker baker baking a cake
Make me a day
Make me whole again
And I wonder whats in a day
Whats in your cake this time
I guess you heard hes gone to la
He says that behind my eyes Im hiding
And he tells me I pushed him away
That my hearts been hard to find
Here
There must be something here
There must be something here
Baker baker can you explain
If truly his heart was made of icing
And I wonder how mine could taste
Maybe we could change his mind
I know youre late for your next parade
You came to make sure that Im not running
Well I ran from him in all kinds of ways
Guess it was his turn this time
Time
Thought Id made friends with time
Thought wed be flying
Maybe not this time
Baker baker baking a cake
Make me a day
Make me whole again
And I wonder if hes okay
If you see him say hi